"You're surprised that I'll appear here, aren't you?" An Yan's lips curved into an evil smile.
Fu Chenyu wanted to reach out and hold her ankle, but An Yan stepped on it hard, causing him to spurt out a mouthful of blood.
"Fu Chenyu, are you still a human being? I asked someone to kidnap Jin Qiao. If I hadn't arrived in time, she would have been ruined."
"I don't know what you are talking about!" Fu Chenyu refused to admit that he did it. "You are framing this! You just want to take revenge on me!"
"You have set me up over and over again, do you really think I don't know anything?" An Yan looked at him coldly, "Don't you remember that time on Lemei Island?"
Fu Chenyu's pupils suddenly narrowed, "I don't understand."
"You don't understand or are you just pretending to be confused?"
"not understand."
An Yan kicked him directly in the ribs. Fu Chenyu was so painful that he broke into cold sweat, "You are such a snake-hearted woman."
"Thank you for giving me such a high opinion." An Yan grabbed the man's back collar and dragged him into the living room.
The originally dark living room suddenly lit up, and Fu Chenyu was so busy that he raised his hand to cover his eyes. When he took it away, besides An Yan, Fu Shiyan and Mu Qianfan were sitting on the sofa in front of him.
Fu Chenyu complained, "My uncle, An Yan, hit me. My ribs must have been broken, my organs were also injured internally, and I vomited blood."
Fu Shiyan sneered, "He's not dead yet. He speaks quite eloquently. It seems like the beating was gentle."
He stood up slowly, took off his suit jacket and threw it on the back of the sofa. He moved his neck and hands, making a clicking sound.
Fu Chenyu looked up at the man who stepped forward in fear, "Uncle, the truth of the matter has not been found out. An Yan is framing a good person! You have to distinguish right from wrong. You can't believe her just because she is your girlfriend. She clearly has feelings for me.
Stereotyped.”
Fu Shiyan sneered, "It's true that I won't shed tears until I see the coffin."
After one punch, Fu Chenyu covered his nose in pain.
"This punch is for Jin Qiao!"
"This punch was because you plotted against Yan Yan!"
"This punch is because you were talking nonsense at the press conference!"
"This punch will make you feel sorry for your parents!"
"I'm sorry to the Fu family by punching you!"
...
After a long while, Fu Shiyan retracted his hand. He stood up and looked at Fu Chenyu, who was on the ground like a bereaved dog, and tugged on his tie.
An Yan looked at the bright red color on the back of his hand and hurried forward, "Are you injured?"
"No, it's all his blood."
Mu Qianfan handed over a pack of wet wipes, "Use it first and leave some for me. I said I would avenge Jin Qiao."
After Fu Shiyan took it, "Save your breath."
"Don't worry, he won't die, but let him remember the lesson!" Mu Qianfan licked his back molars and walked in front of Fu Chenyu, "Jin Qiao never dreamed that it was you who did it. She must be very sad."
He stared at the man on the ground who was already lingering, his face no longer had its original appearance.
He raised his foot and kicked the opponent's thigh and calf.
Fu Chenyu could originally curse a few times, but soon he could only hum.
A petite figure appeared at the door.
"What are you doing?"
Mu Qianfan stopped and looked at Fu Jinqiao walking over with red eyes.
It was obvious that she had already guessed why she was here.
She looked at the dying man on the ground and bit her lip, "So the mastermind behind my kidnapping is my brother?"
After Fu Chenyu heard the girl's voice, he tried hard to open his swollen eyes, took a look and then closed them again.
I don't know if I really don't have the strength to break away, or if I feel ashamed.
Fu Jinqiao covered her mouth in disbelief, "Brother, I thought you were just a scumbag, but I didn't expect you didn't even want to be a human being. I'm your sister, and you actually found someone to kidnap me. Did you know that I was almost kidnapped?"
People ruin innocence!”
Fu Chenyu pursed his lips and said, "I'm sorry. I didn't expect that they would have such thoughts."
"I didn't expect it? Who are those people? How could you not have thought of it?"
Under Fu Jinqiao's questioning, Fu Chenyu stopped speaking.
Mu Qianfan hugged her shoulders and said, "Stop crying."
Fu Jinqiao hugged the man's waist and said, "Brother Mu."
"Be good, I have already avenged you."
Fu Jinqiao sobbed and looked at Fu Shiyan, "Uncle, although Fu Chenyu has been removed from the family tree, I don't want to pursue this matter anymore. I don't want to see him again in the future."
Fu Shiyan glanced at the man on the ground, "We didn't tell you, this is our last mercy to you. Fu Chenyu, don't make any small moves in the future, otherwise you will be an enemy when we meet again." After saying that, he took An Yan's hand and left.
Mu Qianfan also embraced Fu Jinqiao and left.
Fu Chenyu exhaled a breath of turbid air. He changed from lying on his side to lying on his back. He looked at the crystal lamp above his head and closed his eyes.
He only felt pain all over his body and internal organs.
The servants who were hiding in the room and did not dare to come out also came out one after another to check on his condition.
"Do you need to call the police?"
Fu Chenyu opened his eyes and glanced at the maid who was speaking with difficulty, "No need, let Li Chuang come over."
"Okay." The servant helped him up and sat on the sofa, then went to the side to call the family doctor.
Here, Fu Shiyan drove An Yan and Fu Jinqiao away, and parted ways with Mu Qianfan.
Fu Shiyan looked at the two people in the back seat of the car with a very long face.
Fu Jinqiao was emotionally unstable, and An Yan was worried about her, so she asked her to go back to Bishui Bay with her.
After returning, An Yan found a new set of pajamas and handed them to Fu Jinqiao and asked her to take a shower.
She took her pillow and quilt out of the bedroom again.
Fu Shiyan saw this and asked, "What's going on?"
"Jin Qiao was scared, so I slept with her in the guest room."
"Then what should I do?"
"It's three o'clock in the morning now. I'll stay with you tonight."
Fu Shiyan felt that he was not favored and watched An Yan walk into the guest room holding a pillow and quilt.
He followed Fu Jinqiao and asked for a kiss before Fu Jinqiao came out before he was willing to go back.
Fu Shiyan went back to the bedroom, took a shower and dried his hair, then glanced at the closed door of the guest room opposite.
He sighed softly before lying down on the bed and sleeping.
In the guest room.
An Yan came out of the bathroom and saw that Fu Jinqiao had fallen asleep under the quilt.
She thought about it and prepared to go see Fu Shiyan.
As soon as she opened the door, she saw Fu Shiyan standing in front of the floor-to-ceiling window in the living room.
When she stepped forward and wanted to talk to her, she noticed that he was looking straight ahead.
An Yan knew that he had started sleepwalking again.
She didn't dare to disturb him, so she could only help the new furnishings in the living room away so that he wouldn't touch them. After all, although sleepwalking patients have their eyes open, the objects they see have not been analyzed and processed by the brain center, and they are completely familiar with the environment.
Sleepwalking actions are carried out subconsciously according to habits and daily accumulated experience.
After wandering around for about twenty minutes, Fu Shiyan returned to the bedroom.
An Yan's nose felt sour. She had never been involved in this field, but she knew that Fu Shiyan's behavior was abnormal.
Could it be that the suicide of the woman in the banquet hall that day cast a shadow on Fu Shiyan?
It shouldn't be, Fu Shiyan has also experienced even more tragic scenes.
What is going on?
She sat on the sofa and covered her face with her hands.
After a long time, she picked up her phone and dialed a phone number.